This is a song about "Americans"

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Afghanistan had faded quick, americans took over and they hated it/

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

And that cocaine industry has us americans so fascinated,

And i was pretty angry at the government of us americans,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

The americans can no longer survive,

That they gotta tell me how to live my life

We’re americans, not crack dealers, criminals, and blatant fools,

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

Americans have nothing on the weapons i be testing son

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

Americans tackle in foot ball? getting all bloody?

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey

Gotta finish this verse, can't write it downearly flight now i'm out of town

Help open the eyes of the americans, we need to shut him down